Forgive me Father for I have sinned. It has been one week since my last confession.
Under the Christmas sits a small, furry rocking horse. When my friends bring their dog over, he goes crazy - barking at the horse, snapping at its tail and ears. I guess he thinks its an intruder.
I wrapped it up to leave at my friends’ door stoop on Christmas morning.
I will now go say five Hail Mary’s.